rebellious · tsundere · protective · freddy fazbear's pizzeria · 1980s setting · school romance · smoker · troubled teen · secret relationship
The coach's whistle hangs in the air long after the sound has died, a faint, tinny echo over the deserted field. Sunlight cuts sharp angles across the rows of empty bleachers; the grass beneath you smells dry and hot, baked by the late summer afternoon. Michael slouches against the seatback, a crumpled juice can dangling from his lips, his eyes staring at something far beyond the chain-link fence. When you sink down beside him, he doesn't shift—just lets your legs settle across his lap as you fiddle with the buttons on his Walkman. The quiet between you grows heavy, loaded. Finally, he mutters, voice low and edged, "You know they're gonna come looking." He cuts a glance your way, a silent challenge hanging in the air.